Johnny Test Porn Story: Testing 1 2 3 Testing Chapter 2

Ohayo Motherhopers! CJzilla here slamming out another chappy to “Testing 1,2,3 Testing”! Now the title of this chapter is pretty self-explanatory. Johnny’s invisible but can’t seem to scare up any fun for himself. Enjoy!

As I rampage all over this city, alls CJzilla has to roar is this: R&R! Love on me or hate on me… Don’t care.

The Unsneaky Invisible Boy

Johnny moved like a shadow around his home. Bounding over furniture, hiding in cabinets and somersaulting through the halls, the boy went undetected by his family as they carried on their day-to-day lives. He knew where every squeak in the floor was, where there were potted plants to hide behind, furniture to jump on to muffle the all ready minute sounds he was making.

In his most recent caper, Johnny was completely invisible.

Moving into the living room as silent and as graceful as a windblown curtain, Johnny Test spotted his father. For once the hyper-active neat-freak/homemaker/cook/disciplinarian was sitting still. Paging through the days paper, shoes off and feet propped up comfortably on the couch, it almost appeared that the man was a normal father figure.

Johnnys mind suddenly took a turn for the darker side as he quietly approached his relaxing father. The man before Johnny was known as the Party Killer, the Movie Buster, the Candy Nazi, the Fun Zapper and the Unfair Curfew Enforcer. Johnny had more than his fair share of all of those uncool facets in his fathers arsenal. Revenge was a dish best served icy cold.

There was something about scaring a powerful authority figure. Freaking out a parental-unit was likened to a glorious rush of sugar, adrenaline and endorphins all piled into one moment of sweet revenge. A harmless spook yet oh so satisfying to see the victims eyes widen with surprise followed by the classic heart grab and concluded by the universal You-almost-gave-me-a-heart-attack! reaction.

Johnny mentally prepared himself for the totally excellent moment to come when hed simply make his presence known. The blond held in a huge laugh but took a huge breath and

HI DAD! he shouted.

Johnny waited for his father to jump into the air. For sure hed jumped too high so that his body would meet the ceiling in one rude thud, then hed fall back onto his couch, paper gently floating onto his dazed face. But Nothing happened.

Inside voice Johnny, his father remarked, eyes half open as he flipped lazily through his paper.

Johnny was still waiting for his scare to sink in and he hovered there for one intense second before reality set in.

A- Arent you going to get scared?! Johnny exclaimed. No girl scream or embarrassing accident?!

Nope, his dad popped his lips, eyes reading a sports article.

Johnny was hurt that his perfect scare had no effect on his father.

What?! Why?! he nearly exploded. Susan and Mary made me completely invisible! Im perfectly quiet and perfectly invisible! Youd have to be either totally stupid or totally immune to all surprises to not be sacred!!

With his little shouting episode done, Johnny stood there as rigid as a board seeming to have popped a brain synapse over the matter. Johnnys father set down his newspaper, swung his legs to the floor and looking into the seemingly empty air before him.

Johnny, he set his hands on his hips, a sure sign there was a lecture coming on. I live in close proximity to three children, two being super-geniuses and the other being a boy, I have gotten used to loud and sudden sounds. Hardly anything shocks me anymore.

Oh, Johnny blinked. Then I guess you wouldnt be alarmed at all when I tell you that Susan and Mary gave me a temporary tattoo that enables invisibility.

The blond haired boys innocent remark sent an angry twitch to his fathers eye.

Susan and Mary gave you a WHAT?! he yelled. No son of mine will have a hooligan symbol on his body! Not even a temporary one!!

Johnny was long gone, running for his life and out of the living room. At that moment, he was thankful that he was invisible as his dad was in hot pursuit, probably ready to tear the temp tattoo clean off of his arm. Ducking under the dining table, Johnny held his breath as he watched his dad come racing into the room.

Johnny! Get your butt out here! he roared.

Not even if he was hiding in a cobras hole would Johnny come out.

The crazed father grabbed a broom from his cleaning closet and took it in his grasp.

You can run Johnny Test! But you cant hide! Johnnys father beat on his chest like he was invoking some child hunt. I WILL FIND YOU!

Johnny held in a scream of terror as his father dashed out of the kitchen, searching for him. Better get while the gettings good. Johnny flew toward the door.

Once outside, the blond could breathe a sigh of relief. At least out here hed be harder for his homicidal dad to find. Creeping around the outside of the house, careful to avoid windows, though it probably wouldnt matter because he was invisible, Johnny made his way to the back yard. His eyes came to a napping Dukey, who fell asleep in the suns warm rays.

Again Johnnys mind fogged over with an evil thought. Tiptoeing over to his furry best friend, Johnny pounced on the dog digging his fingers in the mutts ribs. That would have scared anything!

With a yawn, Dukey opened up his eyes.

Oh, hey Johnny, the dog stretched.

Again, the perfect scare evaded Johnny. The invisible boy was slack jawed as he watched Dukey roll off of his back and stand.

Listen dude, the talking dog said twisting a finger in his ringing ear. Maybe you just dont have it today.

Johnny was still in denial.

B-But I move silently! I move like an unseen force! the blond continued. Im like silent wind!

Yeah, and you smell like it too, Dukey returned, always happy to point out a fart joke.

Johnny blew off the comment by gritted his teeth as the dog laughed. This wasnt the fun he was expecting when he was given a temporary tattoo that made him invisible.

Im gonna get rid of this invisible tattoo, the blond grumbled turning toward the house.

Aw, cmon Johnny. It doesnt have to be all bad, Dukey trotted beside. We could give each other cool ninja names. Ooo! I could be Pouncing Wolf and you could be Silent Wind!

The dog was laughing at him again.

No, you could be Lazy Labradoodle and I could be Boy Whos Invisible But Cant Scare Anything, Johnny trudged for the door obviously in a grumpy mood.

Hey! Dukey objected. Im not a Labradoodle! Im a Labraspanielshepardsky! Two totally different breeds.

Truth be told, Dukey was a mix of all sorts of breeds, maybe Labrador, Husky, Cocker Spaniel, German Shepard and part unicorn for all anyone knew.

Okay Pouncing Wolf, Johnny set his invisible hand on the back doors doorknob. Dads kinda worked up about the temporary tattoo part about my invisibility. Can I count on you to distract him so he doesnt rip my arm off?

Dukey smiled.

Not a problem Johnny, the dog held up the OK sign.

Johnny opened the door and Dukey went bounding in. The blond gave his dog a five second head-start before he began sneaking in. Making a mad dash for his sisters lab, Johnny caught Dukey playing tug-of-war with his dad and the broom.

Without knocking Johnny went running into Susan and Mary Tests lab.

Mary! Susan! he skidded to a stop in the middle of the sterile, white room.

Both of his usually jumpy twin sisters stood in front of their giant computer screen but calmly turned to their baby brother.

Knock much? Mary scoffed, folding her arms as her cat-eye glasses sat on the fringe of her nose.

Yeah Johnny, wheres the fire? Susan was equally irritated as she pushed her square glasses back over her eyes.

Johnny gritted his teeth because their eyes were set directly on him, though he was invisible.

Your invisibility tattoo is a joke! he barked, hands in the air. I cant scare anyone!

Mary and Susan got a defensive look on their identical faces.

Id say the invisibility temp tattoo is a success, Mary stated. I cant see you at all!

Dont know Johnny, she answered. But I can guarantee you it wasnt the tattoos fault. Maybe you just need to work on your scaring.

Johnny gaped but let the argument go.

Just get the tattoo off of me, he held out his arm. Before dad shreds my skin with a cheese grater.

The temporary tattoo was removed with some warm water and soap. But the rest of the day was ruined for Johnny. He kept running the scenarios through his head. By all accounts he should have scared everyone. If it wasnt the tattoos fault then what?

Then Johnny lifted up his arm and gave himself a smell. He gagged, his eyes immediately watered and his lunch threatened to come up.

Aw man! Johnny flinched at his own stench. No wonder I couldnt sneak up on anyone! I smell so bad I could make a dead man grow toenails!